Kelly has been with me since birth. She is the oldest
of our cats; 14 or 15 years old. She loves attention and hates
the other cats. She just wants to be left alone. She has been
a great comfort to me at times and hope she has many healthy years
Boots is the King of the house. Or atleast he was 5/10/03,
he has been with me for approximately 10 years, lived a good happy
life but he wandered alot and at one point he didn't come home
for a month. I searched for him everywhere, ironically ,the day
I sent flyers to all the homes in the development I happened to
be at the right place at the right time. I saw him walking across
our road. I picked him up and could see he was very, very sick.
We immediately went to the vets and x-rays showed he had cancer.
He could hardly breath, was oozing gunk from his eyes and mouth.
He was suffering...instead of prolonging the inevitable we had
him put to sleep. It was horrible.
I still hear his "Meow" telling me "I'm
home", he was the most voicetrous cat. Very vocal. I miss
him very much, he was soooo beautiful, and the alpha cat here.
So sad to see him go.
Midnight was found crying in a side road ditch at midnight.
She was a very scared little kitty. She ended up a casualty to
the road we live on but had several good years with us. She visited
me in bed the night she was hit (which she never did) kinda like
Emily showed up one day with 4 kittens asking for help.
Of course I took her in and found homes for 3 of the kittens.
But poor Emily 3 years later had to be put to sleep because she
became mysteriously, deathly ill. She was a very gentile cat and
Emily's two young ens, Ying yang in the one on the
left. He is another casualty of the road. He was a very playful
little kitty. Miss him greatly.
We found a home for the little girl on the right.
One Eye is the guy on the left. Kelly (on right) doesn't
get along with anyone. She always gave him a hard time. Unfortuneatly
I accidentally ran over him in our driveway leaving for the gym
in a hurry one morning. Now we have "cat-crossing" signs
posted so it never happens again.
Dizzer is another stray cat that just showed up one
day. I don't know if he ever owned a person before because he
was still very wild when he first started showing up. But now
he's moved right in and part if the decor.
AKA: Fluff-Fluff just showed up one day on my deck
and liked it here so she stayed.
Seven years later she came down with liver disease,
she was a very sick girl. Crouching all day long, not moving,
not eating, my vet really did his best to save her but the disease
got the best of her and I decided to humanely put her to sleep.
She was a brave cat who never backed down to my dogs - she was
a beautiful girl who knew she was special. Still to this day I
can not believe that some human would have abandoned her, I am
glad I was there to pick up the pieces for her when she needed
a place to go. She found me and I loved her for her lifetime.and
Lu-Lu and his brother below (and two others) were found in a dumpster on a sweltering day
in August. They and their mother were shoved in a potato sack
and thrown away. We were digging for compost material, heard them
first then found them. The mother took off and we kept these two
and found homes for the two girls. Lew-Lew is wonderful, wonderful
cat and beautiful too. Hard to believe there are people that cold
in the world.
Twerp has his own story. He was the runt of the litter
so we called him Twerp, but he grew to be my biggest cat, over
20lbs. He got into the road one night and got hit very badly but
dragged himself home and waited till I got up. He was flailing
around on the ground when I saw him, he was cut wide-open about
5 inches long and 3 inches across. But my vet is an excellent
one and now he his the most loving cat in the house. A little
scardy cat but its better that way.
Revlon is a sweet little guy. He was actually found
the very same day that Emily was put to sleep. He is irresistibly
Blackie came to me when she was a kitten and really
needed help. She was starving and had a broken leg. After some
TLC and good food she healed up very well and has become one of
the family. She loves the dogs, other cats and is as black as
We call this photo: "You've Come A Long Way Scruffy"
Cause she was found on the road 8 years ago (1995)
and has had the best of everything ever since.
...Looking For Cats
Read this dogs story...
Grettle and a fellow companion showed up at my office one day.
I took them in and could tell they belonged to somebody. But her
buddy was not very friendly to our other dog Scruffy so I figured
if the S.P.C.A. would take them into custody the owner would surely
call about them and get them back. Well they went in "the
pound" on Monday evening and the whole week went by and I
called everyday but no one claimed the dogs. I put up posters,
put ads in the paper, faxed all the vets in the area, all the
animal supply stores and prayed heavily and nothing.
Since one of these dogs had a Blue Tongue (Chow-mix) the S.P.C.A.
would give it no adoption possibilities; he was on "Death
Row". Well I felt so responsible that I went up and adopted
the female "Grettle" she's a Rotweiler/Doberman. The
S.P.C.A. said I could adopt the Chow mix if I wanted but they
wouldn't adopt him out elsewise. So I asked them to promise that
they would give me until Monday at 3:30 to decide. Well we took
Grettle home and she is a handful but a GOOD DOG.
Well Saturday night the acual owner
of the dogs called me after a neighbor saw my signs and put a
note on his door with my #. He had lost the dogs Sunday 12/5/99
but was out of town for the week. The owner did called
the SPCA on Monday A.M. but they never made the connection. And
believe it or not I found out that Grettle was Tattooed and that
the SPCA never discovered it. I told him about the ordeal and
I told him I would pick up the dog for him. Well the owner happily
picked up Forrest (the Chow mix) on Monday 12/13/99 from me. He
told us we could keep Grettle (old name Nala) because we fell
in love with her. She's a cool dog!
To think that the SPCA was going to put these two dogs down
on Monday is just sickening, these two dogs would have been needlessly
killed. Like hundreds of thousands that senselessly are. I am
thankful to God that this worked out differently.
"The Coolest Dog anyone
could ever have"
Petey is a stray dog that was never claimed, he
is approx. 5 months old (8/13/00). He has a wonderful personality,
he loves everybody and he demands that you love him back. You
just can't ignore the Pete. He will sit in a chair just like a
person, throw himself on his back so you could rub his belly.
He is the sweetest most loving dog. Yes stubborn as they come
but cute while doing it. (5/22/03) Petey is mine or at least was.
One evening in March of 2003 he broke off the chain I used when
he'd go outside at our health club, our other Rottie mix slipped
out the door, the two of them took off. I didn't realize it for
about 15 minutes, when I realized the chain was still attached
to Petey, I paniced, we, my husband and I immediately went out
to look for them. We searched and searched they went into woods
and marsh, and field. Gretel came back about 3 hours later, Petey
never came home.
We searched for days, hours after hours to try to
find him alive and caught on some tree, all the while praying
that he was picked up by some one and safely sleeping in someones
bed. On day three of the search, we got a call from someone who
apparently had seen something white floating in the canal. To
my utterly shattered heart, it indeed was my Petey Boy, he had
drowned with the chain caught around him so that he couldn't swim.
I shutter at the thought of his suffering and pain. It is the
most horrible way to die for such a sweet and inoccent dog.
I wish so much that I could just hear his bark and
see him fly in the room and I could scratch his butt again. He
was undoubtedly my favorite, my companion, my friend and absolutely
irreplacable. I will miss him till the day I die.
Petey being cool and the center of attention, just
the way he liked it!
The Last and Final Animal Addition...
This cool looking dog was living on top of a trash
heap on a back country road. I would go by daily and feed him,
trying to win his trust so I could rescue him. After weeks of
trying he finally befreinded a local young boy who was able to
get ahold of him for me. I took him home and my husband (again)
fell in love. I agreed to keep Bayer since he was a Chow mix and
sometimes was frightened by stangers. He's a great dog. My husband
knows his pets well.
Get Your Pet Neutered!
No ands, ifs, or breeds!
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